The Literartist

(pronounced liter-ar-tist) functions as a social commentary which sinks into a collection of issues related to most young adults.

While not exhaustive, topics bite on society, technology, gossip, popular culture, entertainment, fashion, modern trends, food, education, attitudes and anything related to the most complex process of all, living.

About Me

is an alumnus of American University (AU), Washington D.C., and is originally from the pearl of the Indian Ocean, Sri Lanka. Equipped with a major in Economics and a second major in English Literature, he is completely oblivious to where he will be in the next 10 years. Some of his interests include management consulting, laughing, rowing, Hollywood pop-culture, six-pack-hunting, nightlife relishing, philanthropy, achieving, and of course, writing.
Nazran has written and published content for The Eagle, WasteGate, LinkedIn, American University, and a variety of other sources, including the publication of scholarly works in online academic journals. A published author, his literary works have also been featured in AOIS21's 2014 Annual Literary Magazine.

Must visit places: All of Europe, South Africa, Australia, Caribbean Islands, the Amazon, China, Egypt

Height: 5' 10"

Dream job(s): Professor of Literature, Consultant

Aspirations: Writing, publishing, philanthropy, Heaven

Thursday, January 23, 2014

The Meaning of Life: A 20-Something’s 300 Word Ramble

Life is just weird.

Not in a bad way, just that it is. This is an unusual post penned by moi. It is random, alien, and deviant, relative to the rest of my works. I
know my opening sentence isn’t monumentally mind blowing, but neither is life.
Especially not life. Now I sound depressed don’t I—I’m not, really. I don’t
think so...or I hope not. It’s just…I dunno, this is my quasi-free writing
ramble during a moment in life. A moment in my life. A reflection on the ‘what
are we doing here in this specific moment’, and the ‘why are we doing the things we are doing?’

Everyone has problems—another fact of life. Isn’t that a weird fact though? Why should they? Answers can be found in religion, philosophy, science, theology, ideology, wherever your thirsty mind wishes to lap sense from. Mine personally are found in religion—I'm sure you know which. But it also makes you think about the ultimate reality doesn't it? What is that—you tell me.

When you’re in your early-mid 20’s you can’t help
but wonder: where the hell am I going with all of this? Where am I going to end
up, what am I going to end up doing, or how is my life going to turn out in the
end? What will I have ended up being? Well does that even matter, because are
you ever done ending up being?

"And, The purpose of this article is?" you ask, with your
skeptic eyebrows crossed with, impatience? I dunno…what’s the purpose of your
life? You tell me. Most people find meaning in life. But people also find meaning in
anything they want to find meaning in. I just think that that last line might
just have been the subjective moral of this piece. Adieu.

PS: If you thought this article was meaningless, you've tripped on a meaning drenched paradox. For the meaning of meaningless is meaningless, meaning it has a meaning. BOOM!